dlowan wrote:Coffin Bay Oysters................mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
ok were over there any room in the warren?
I know Kingston well, the south east of our State is certainly known for it's lobster industry, but Hingehead it is not what you know, it is who you know! Whenever I travel through Kingston I always pick up a "freshy", luckily I have a contact, but the days of 20 cent per kilogram are long gone, I noticed yesterday they were selling them at $65.00 per kilogram! Again in Port Lincoln, my son owns a number of craypots, and I'll go never home without this fabulous seafood.
I also agree with dlowan's assessment of Oysters from Coffin Bay, 40 kilometres west of Port Lincoln, they are mouth watering. Oysters are always available at a cost much cheaper than city prices. Believe me our west coast has it all.
I love Coffin Bays too. I hate being the know nothing tourist. Damn.
Well if nobody is interested it hear about my toy boat it's okay.
I loved that little boat. Well, it was quite big when I was small. It was painted red on the bottom, except where I dragged it along the street the paint was worn away and you could see the lump of lead and the screws fastening it. Maybe that's what happened to my brain, from touching that lead.
"Jervis Bay" just sparked off some old memories...I'm talking 1948, here.
McTag Dont be too dissapointed. When you stack up a coffinbay dozen against you toy boat........... theres not much comparison.
Without a doubt one has to admit the ultimate fate of McTag's vessel is one of great heroism. However my dear friend your ship 'Jervis Bay' lies at the bottom of the mid Atlantic Ocean and is unlikely ever to be raised, but fresh Oysters at Coffin Bay are raised on a daily bases. As dadpad indicated they taste a hell of a lot better than 'scrap iron".
McTag wrote:Well if nobody is interested it hear about my toy boat it's okay.
I loved that little boat. Well, it was quite big when I was small. It was painted red on the bottom, except where I dragged it along the street the paint was worn away and you could see the lump of lead and the screws fastening it. Maybe that's what happened to my brain, from touching that lead.
"Jervis Bay" just sparked off some old memories...I'm talking 1948, here.
We were interested, we are just laconic types.
We feel deeply, but you can only tell this if you have a magnifying glass, and can watch closely the "emotion" muscle, which moves too inifestimally for the naked eye to observe in a true blue Ozzie countenance (especially a bloke one.)
dlowan wrote:We feel deeply, but you can only tell this if you have a magnifying glass, and can watch closely the "emotion" muscle, which moves too inifestimally for the naked eye to observe in a true blue Ozzie countenance (especially a bloke one.)
Will we notice anything at all when you fail to win back the ashes? A tear maybe?
I read about your boat McTag.
Steve 41oo wrote:
Will we notice anything at all when you fail to win back the ashes? A tear maybe?
Have you seen the odds? That should be enough for you to start crying now.
dlowan wrote:Steve 41oo wrote:dlowan wrote:We feel deeply, but you can only tell this if you have a magnifying glass, and can watch closely the "emotion" muscle, which moves too inifestimally for the naked eye to observe in a true blue Ozzie countenance (especially a bloke one.)
Will we notice anything at all when you fail to win back the ashes? A tear maybe?
Don't be ridiculous.
Oh I see, like there will be a national day of mourning with rending of clothes and gnashing of teeth?
dlowan wrote:Steve 41oo wrote:dlowan wrote:Steve 41oo wrote:dlowan wrote:We feel deeply, but you can only tell this if you have a magnifying glass, and can watch closely the "emotion" muscle, which moves too inifestimally for the naked eye to observe in a true blue Ozzie countenance (especially a bloke one.)
Will we notice anything at all when you fail to win back the ashes? A tear maybe?
Don't be ridiculous.
Oh I see, like there will be a national day of mourning with rending of clothes and gnashing of teeth?
No, I mean what ashes?
Ahh.....oh....
you mean you dont know
ok, I can cope with that...
(you are one seriously strange ozzywabbit)
Steve 41oo wrote:dlowan wrote:Steve 41oo wrote:dlowan wrote:Steve 41oo wrote:dlowan wrote:We feel deeply, but you can only tell this if you have a magnifying glass, and can watch closely the "emotion" muscle, which moves too inifestimally for the naked eye to observe in a true blue Ozzie countenance (especially a bloke one.)
Will we notice anything at all when you fail to win back the ashes? A tear maybe?
Don't be ridiculous.
Oh I see, like there will be a national day of mourning with rending of clothes and gnashing of teeth?
No, I mean what ashes?
Ahh.....oh....
you mean you dont know
ok, I can cope with that...
(you are one seriously strange ozzywabbit)
I know, but I don't give a damn.
I also hate beer.
McTag wrote:Well if nobody is interested it hear about my toy boat it's okay.
I loved that little boat. Well, it was quite big when I was small. It was painted red on the bottom, except where I dragged it along the street the paint was worn away and you could see the lump of lead and the screws fastening it. Maybe that's what happened to my brain, from touching that lead.
"Jervis Bay" just sparked off some old memories...I'm talking 1948, here.
Without checking I'm fairly sure the Jervis Bay was sunk by the Bismark - and a much commemorated loss from the RAN (Royal Australian Navy). But I may be getting her confused with the Ark Royal.
Sadly, our dlowan has a defective cricket gene, and there is no known, effective treatment, so far. We just have to live with her!
It's lunch on the first day of the first Test, in Brisbane, and old man Langer appears to be in seriously good form!
Unlike your young Mr Harmison, whose first ball, in the first over, missed the wicket, and batsman, entirely, and made straight for second slip! Was he anxious or what?!
I can't believe no-one mentioned Thorpey's retirement. Call yourself aussies?
And Punter gets his 32nd test century equalling Steve Waugh's record.
hingehead wrote:McTag wrote:Well if nobody is interested to hear about my toy boat it's okay.
I loved that little boat. Well, it was quite big when I was small. It was painted red on the bottom, except where I dragged it along the street the paint was worn away and you could see the lump of lead and the screws fastening it. Maybe that's what happened to my brain, from touching that lead.
"Jervis Bay" just sparked off some old memories...I'm talking 1948, here.
Without checking I'm fairly sure the Jervis Bay was sunk by the Bismark - and a much commemorated loss from the RAN (Royal Australian Navy). But I may be getting her confused with the Ark Royal.
Read my link, a couple of pages back. Quite interesting, and sad.
Pocket battleship
Admiral Scheer sank her.
My toy boat just disintegrated in the coal cellar (it was made out of solid wood, and lead) and probably ended up as firewood.
:wink:
and old man McGrath got 7 for the match!
